The Potter Twins and the Prisoner of Azkaban

Chapter 13- The Potter Legacy

Madam Pomfrey insisted on keeping her in the hospital wing for the remainder of the weekend. Olivia didn't argue or complain to her, Olivia did however, forbid her from throwing away the shattered remnants of her Nimbus Two Thousand. Olivia knows that it's stupid and childish to insist on keeping it, as it is obviously beyond repair, but she can't help it. She feels like she's lost one of her best friends.

Over the course of the weekend Olivia had a stream of visitors, all intent of cheering her up. Hagrid sent her a bunch of earwiggy flowers that look like yellow cabbages (but she placed them on her bedside table nonetheless) and Ginny turned up with a get well card that she made herself.

The Gryffindor team visited again on Sunday morning, this time accompanied by Wood, who told Harry and Olivia that he didn't blame them in the slightest, in a very hollow, dead sort of voice, however.

But unfortunately, none of them made her feel any better, because none of them made could really understand what happened during the match.

Apart from Harry, she is yet to tell anyone about the Grim, not even Ron, Tay and Hermione, because she knows Ron and Tay would panic and Hermione will scoff. The fact remains, however, that it has no appeared twice; and both appearances had been followed by a near-fatal accident.

The first time, she had nearly been run over by the Knight Bus; the second, she fell fifty feet from her broomstick. Is the Grim going to haunt Harry and Olivia forever? Are they going to spend the rest of their lives looking over their shoulders for the beast?

And then there's Dementors. She still feels sick and humiliated every time she thinks of them. Everyone agrees that the Dementors are horrible, sickening creatures, but no one else collapses every time they go near them, like Harry and Olivia. And no one else can heard echoes in their minds of their dying parents.

Over the weekend, when Harry and Olivia were alone in the hospital wing, they had spoken in hushed voices about the voices they both here. About how they both dream about the shrill cries of their mother at night; her final attempt of protecting them from him.

Despite everything that happened with the Dementors, they weren't the biggest problem plaguing her during her stay in the hospital wing. It was the panic. The sickening feeling of panic that overwhelmed her during the match, the thing that ultimately caused the fall in the first place. That couldn't happen again, that much she's sure about.

She doesn't want everyone thinking that she's some sort of attention seeker, putting on a show for others to remind them of all that's happenend to her.

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Returning on Monday is the biggest relief; to get back to the noise and bustle of the main school where she's forced to think about other things, even she must endure Draco's taunting of her brother. Draco is almost beside himself with glee at Gryffindors defeat, but he did, however, send her a 'get well card' which she swiftly hid underneath the covers of the hospital bed for obvious reasons.

"If Snape's taking Defence Against the Dark Arts again, I'm going back to the hospital wing," Olivia says, as they head towards Lupin's classroom. "Check who's in there, Hermione."

Hermione peers around the classroom door.

"It's okay!"

Professor Lupin is thankfully back at work, and it certainly looks like he had been ill. His old robes are hanging more loosely on him and there are dark shadows underneath his eyes; nevertheless, he smiles at them as they enter to take their seats. But the moment they sit down, they all burst into an explosion of complaints about Snape's behavior while Lupin had been sick.

"It's not fair, he was only filling in, why should he set us homework?"

"We don't know anything about werewolves-"